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Neuro submission transmitter 1

Date: 10/28/2017, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: vtevte, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

struggling to stay standing. As soon as she takes a step, she looks down at her shorts. There is a wet circle in the crotch of her white shorts. Shit! How stupid of me. Next time I'll just give her a post transmission suggestion to go upstairs and masturbate to a powerful climax. Mom looks at me and hurries out of the basement. I figure there has got to be more information about this device in uncle Harry's computer and I spend the afternoon searching through files and documents without finding it. At four o'clock the doorbell rings. When I answer it, I'm facing a very attractive girl about my age. She's wearing sweat pants that hang so low on her hips that she's almost showing pubic hair and a cropped top that hangs just below her pert little tits. She has short brown hair that hangs over her forehead and she's very fidgety. "Is Harry here? Of course, he's not here. I know he can't be here because he died. But I still can't help coming over here every afternoon at four o'clock to see Harry. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What is wrong with me?" The whole time she's talking, she's bouncing around on the balls of her feet, slapping her legs with her fists and turning her head from side to side. I think I know what's going on and I invite her in to find out. She comes in and goes directly to Harry's library. As I follow her I can't help but notice what a great ass she has. The sweat pants are pulled tight and have ridden up in the crack of her ass, outlining her perfectly round cheeks that ... kind of ripple against each other as she walks. "I'm Nick." I tell her. "Harry was my uncle." She's standing in the middle of the library, still fidgeting. "Oh." She says. "I'm sorry for your loss. I'm Nicole. I live two doors down. I wonder what I'm doing here." She's staring at me. I put in my ear buds. "Just a minute and I might be able to help you." I say spinning the thumb wheel. There she is. "Sit down, Nicole." I say and she immediately sits on the couch. "Relax and tell me everything that you and uncle Harry did, even the stuff that he told you not to remember." With this last command I'm taking a shot in the dark, but it's worth a try. "And Nicole, just tell me in your regular voice with all the intonation, not in a monotone." "I started coming over here to do my homework after school because no one was home at my house and Harry has every book I'd ever need. He's also really smart and can help with any homework I have. One day he puts those ear things in just like you did and starts asking me all sorts of questions. I'm trying to remember what we did, but he told me not to remember." She's clearly trying, but it's not coming. "Just relax Nicole and let it come. Don't try too hard to remember." I'm about to prompt her, but I'd rather she remember on her own. "He took pictures of me. I remember that!" She sounds pleased with herself. "What kind of pictures? How were you dressed?" I ask. I'm getting a different picture of uncle Harry than the mild mannered eccentric I ...